Just before twilight seemed dismal; trees encroached the property line and bore no green. Skies grayer than stone, held a sign up, ‘no life here’. The winds brisk of little hope passed through my beanie cap. Some epithets whimsical in love others deep in remorse to God above. Where did all their promises go? Many were children; lives taken before they had a chance to grow old. Several plots shared the same last names and the same day of death; if you did the math you would figure these individuals to be their parents and grandparents.

It was time to get back to the work at hand. I walked across the winding road where many had lost their lives to head on collisions but what I was about to discover punctured my heart with even more severity. The long steep concrete staircase that led me to the top floor of a two-story building dated a century ago, welcomed me with several women who knew the historical shadows of the lives buried across the street. I asked, “What happened?” pointing to the scalloped stones surrounding the white church. “The leading causes of death among children during the late nineteenth century were pneumonia, tuberculosis, and diphtheria. This building was an orphanage during that time. The bodies buried there are of children who lived here in this orphanage.” As destiny delivered them to the world, fate would lead them out. My thoughts wandered to what might have been the ultimate hope of these unfortunate children. Their whispers may have sounded like this; ‘If just one person would come in and take me home I could live through this.’

I was an orphan once. My un-repented sin swallowed me. I reeked of my own death waiting to happen. I shared the same longing, ‘If just one person would come in and take me home I could live through this.’ Jesus Christ entered the renovated building converted to a youth group facility for concerts, bible studies, and gatherings every Friday night. I was wiring my microphone with intense contemplation; what would Jesus have me say? “Did you know that we were predestined to adoption by Jesus? As our creator of heaven, earth, and of man, that includes teenagers, He extended love and kindness to us. ‘I welcome you. I will be a father to you, and you shall be sons and daughters to Me,’ says the Lord Almighty. His will was for all of us to follow Him. As promised, we are heirs of eternal life, where we are going, death has been defeated.”

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